Inside Bobo's facility, Roman was currently present, standing in one of the upper labs as he finalized several orders. Screens glowed around him, listing materials, delivery timelines, and confidential equipment requests. He had just finished placing an order for a set of specialized components he needed to replicate his research when his phone rang again almost immediately after the previous call had ended.
He answered without hesitation.
As he listened, a slow smile spread across his face.
"Perfect," Roman said smoothly. "This still doesn't quite make up for your failure from before, but it's at least getting you there."
He didn't give the other person a chance to respond. He simply ended the call.
A laugh escaped him, low at first, then louder.
"Hahah! Finally, it looks like some things are looking up for us."
He walked slowly around the lab, hands behind his back, his mind racing with possibilities.
